Eva Bertoglio

Reality is a WOLF

A

plant will break the surface of the earth, and

grow until it is grown

will grow until

heartbroken

grow until

decaying

be not fashioned according to

what is the good and acceptable 

freely indulge in the

god of pleasure

We must

           be like the world; we must  be different from the

world

Since          man lives in a sinful

world, sin

is likely God

all-seeing, all-knowing

all-powerful

Sin must be enjoyable or

it is a source of grief

Worldliness

is enmity

by virtue of

two masters

love for the world

love

of

evil

it is easy to 

sin easy as

darkness

False

reality another

gospel

truth

is heresy

False

prophets 

are wolves

grievous wolves

Remember this

reality is a wolf

Now,  let us be

the lost the fallen

and

bury the dead

or fail as

I do

unbearable because


a clock

suddenly stopped

the clock would have

only one tick— 

We

are a vapor

gone tomorrow



Eva Bertoglio brings jars of alternative milk to brunch, is an aficionado of the Independent Publishing Resource Center, and is an amateur student of black holes. Her work can be found in 50 Haikus, Oregon's Best Emerging Poets, My Scorpio Best Friend, and the chapbook First Winter of Persephone. She lives in Portland, OR.